Chapter 985: The Emotional Value of 3 Wives and 4 Concubines

The host standing on the ring began to introduce the competition. That night there were 6 matches between Chinese and American Sanda players, ranging from 56 kg to 85 kg.

Because Lin Lang's achievements and high popularity are a guarantee of ticket sales and TV broadcast ratings, Lin Lang will appear as the finale as a 75kg player to fight against the American Sanda champion Kang Li.

As the host introduced the middle-meter athletes in the 56kg class of the warm-up match, they came out one after another, and the cheers from the audience instantly rose.

However, less than a minute into the warm-up match, the Xia player was knocked out by the American player. The Xia spectators and boxing fans at the scene all had expressions of disappointment on their faces.

But they still politely gave warm applause to the winning 56kg American Sanda King.

Su Wanxing was sitting in the audience, watching with a shudder of fear. She had not expected that the 56kg Sanda champion from the United States was so powerful. She was secretly worried about Lin Lang's finale match.

In another corner of the stands, Zhuang Jingxue was sitting upright, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of Lin Lang's cheering board.

This was her first time stepping into a fighting competition. The deafening cheers made her frown slightly, but she could not hide the anticipation in her eyes.

Next to her, her best friend Jin Yuna was more relaxed. She also held Lin Lang's cheering sign in her hand and nudged Zhuang Jingxue's arm. "How was it? Was it exciting to watch a Sanda match live?"

Zhuang Jingxue's eyes curled up in amusement, and she hummed softly, "It felt quite exciting, but it's a pity that the Xia country player lost the first match."

The two rich ladies made an appointment to watch Lin Lang's Sanda competition together. They looked like middle-aged beauties, catching the last train to chase stars.

In the audience seats not far away, Bai Xiaowei was huddled on the back of a chair, holding a cheering sign. The warm-up match was intense, and the cheers from the audience around her were one after another, but she was not interested at all.

She only occasionally glanced at the entrance to the boxing ring, then quickly lowered her head, tapping her finger lightly on Lin Lang's name on his support board, as if the hustle and bustle of the entire venue had nothing to do with her, and her eyes were only on the person who had not yet appeared.

In a secluded corner on the other side of the stands, Liu Rusi took off her sunglasses and her eyes, like ice, were fixed on Zhuang Jingxue in the audience.

She flew all the way from Singapore to Shanghai just to watch Lin Lang's Sanda match and cheer for her beloved man, but she didn't expect to run into Zhuang Jingxue.

When Liu Rusi saw Zhuang Jingxue holding Lin Lang's support sign, a cold smile appeared on her lips, and she cursed inwardly: "This bitch, she really is obsessed with Lin Lang, she is so cheap! Why is she so cheap?"

Liu Rusi's position allowed her to see Zhuang Jingxue's actions clearly, but Zhuang Jingxue's eyes were always on the ring and she didn't notice that Liu Rusi was also present at the competition.

What was even more coincidental was that in the stands diagonally in front, Guan Tingmei and Gu Keqing were huddled together, chatting casually.

Previously, when Lin Lang accompanied Zhao Lanshan to visit a maternity and baby products store, he accidentally ran into several concubines including Gu Keqing, Han Zaiyin, Guan Tingmei, and they all called him husband in the store.

So Gu Keqing and Guan Tingmei already knew that they were Lin Lang's concubines.

I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence today. The two of us with tickets to the stands would sit next to each other, and when we smiled at each other, there was a hint of unexpected familiarity.

"I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence." Guan Tingna shook the cheering card in her hand.

"Yes, you are here to watch Lin Lang's competition too?" Gu Keqing nodded with an awkward smile in her eyes.

The two women chatted back and forth, and both of them had eight hundred tricks up their sleeves, trying to get information out of each other, but they were both shrewd and couldn't get any useful information out of each other.

The only thing that made Gu Keqing feel a little complacent was that she found out that she was pregnant earlier than Guan Tingmei.

At this time, a burst of rapid drum beats came from the entrance of the boxing ring. Under the spotlight, a Xia Guo player wearing black fighting shorts stepped out of the passage, and the scene was greeted with cheers.

The contestant who will appear is 60kg class Geerletu, who will face American Sanda boxing champion Booker Smith.

I don’t know whether the American player is strong or the Xia player is not strong enough. In the second Sanda match between the Chinese and American players, the Xia player was TKO and lost the game again.

The originally lively atmosphere at the scene became a little depressing because of the consecutive defeats of two Xia country players. The Xia country audience and boxing fans at home were all a little depressed.

Gu Rou sat in the audience, holding Lin Lang's cheering board in her hand, and was looking forward to Lin Lang's appearance to end the decline of the Xia country players and restore the confidence of the audience and boxing fans.

As for the beautiful painter Han Jae-in, she also appeared in the audience. Lin Lang's support board was placed next to her, and she was eating popcorn in her hand.

I don’t know if she came to watch the Sanda competition or just to join in the fun. After she became pregnant, she especially liked to eat snacks. Fortunately, Han Jae-in is not prone to obesity.

Han Zaiyin seemed to be just like Bai Xiaowei, not interested in other players' competitions at all. She was eating popcorn and waiting for Lin Lang to appear.

Fortunately, the Xia player won the third game. The applause and cheers made Cai Yinong, who was a little sleepy, regain some energy while sitting in the audience.

Since becoming pregnant, Cai Yinong has been a little sleepy and can fall asleep even in such a noisy competition venue.

She was also a little tired sitting in the audience, yawning and wondering why Lin Lang hadn't appeared yet? I was almost falling asleep waiting.

After all, Zhao Lanshan was born into a gangster family. She was very interested in Sanda competitions and watched them with great fascination.

Although the dozen or so burly men sitting in front, behind, and around her were all in plain clothes, they were obviously bodyguards from the Taicheng Group, responsible for Miss Zhao's security.

It is not clear how many spectators came to the competition, but there were more than a dozen of Brother Lang’s beauties, and eight of them were busy with work, otherwise Brother Lang’s entire harem would have been gathered.

Skip the fourth and fifth games because the Xia players lost these two games again.

The fourth game was lost because the referee favored the American player. Although the Xia player had a points advantage, he was declared the loser.

When the referee raised the American player's right hand above his head, there was a thunderous booing from the audience.

I don’t know if any referee accepted bribes.

The fifth match was even more infuriating. In the first round, the Xia Guo player was inexplicably knocked out. No one believed him if he said he had not accepted bribes and deliberately lost the match to commit a fake fight.

In the first five games, the Xia country players only won one game, which made the Xia country audience and boxing fans at home feel ashamed and angry. The boos from the scene were louder and louder, and the anger seemed to be suppressed to the extreme.

At this moment, the lights in the stadium suddenly went out, and the thick darkness instantly swallowed up all vision. Even the boos that were boiling just now seemed to be strangled by the sudden silence.

The next second, the prelude of Lin Lang’s exclusive BGM "Elegant DJ Appearance" suddenly exploded.

The heavy bass drum beats rolled across the ground like thunder, and the electronic synthesized sound tore through the air with sharp penetration. Every beat hit the audience's heart like a sledgehammer, and the sense of oppression rushed along the eardrum to the top of the head.

Just as Lin Lang's majestic entrance music sounded in the stadium, the spotlight pierced through the darkness and hit the entrance to the boxing ring accurately.

Lin Lang's figure slowly stepped out in this beam of light, the hem of his red battle robe swaying gently with his steps, the muscle lines under the fabric undulating in the light and shadow, and the sound waves in the entire gymnasium completely exploded.

The most eye-catching thing is that he has the China-Japan Sanda King gold belt tied around his waist, the K1 No Difference Championship gold belt on his left shoulder, and the UFC Heavyweight gold belt on his right shoulder.

With three championship gold belts on his body, Lin Lang made a domineering appearance with an arrogance that looked down on the world.

Amidst the oppressive entrance music, Lin Lang walked towards the boxing ring with an arrogant and domineering pace, as if dancing on the hearts of all the female fans present.

"Husband!!" The first scream of a female fan pierced the night sky, like a lit fuse.

Immediately afterwards, the shouts of female fans came like a tidal wave - "Lin Lang, husband!!"

“Husband, look here!!”

The female fans in the front row were so excited that they bent their cheering signs, while those in the back row simply jumped up and down on their seats, shouting "husband" at the top of their lungs.

As mentioned in the previous article, because Lin Lang's pen name is The Dream of Nine Hundred Million Girls, his female fans online all call him husband, which is a nickname for him.

With every step Lin Lang took, the noise in the venue rose to a higher level. By the time he stepped onto the steps of the boxing ring, the entire gymnasium had completely turned into a sea of screams.

In the stands, Gu Rou, who had been somewhat reserved, tightly clutched her cheering sign. The frown that had just been worrying about the Xia country player completely relaxed, and her cheeks flushed with excitement.

Anyway, all the female fans at the scene were calling Lin Lang "husband", and Gu Rou also joined in and shouted "husband" loudly.

Han Zaiyin had already put the popcorn bucket on the ground, waving Lin Lang's support sign in her hand, and followed the crowd shouting at the top of her lungs: "Husband!!"

Cai Yinong, who was originally a little sleepy, immediately became energetic when she heard Lin Lang's entrance music.

Her sleepiness was completely dispelled by the screams and cheers of the fans at the scene. She stood up with a start, holding up her cheering sign and shouting, "Come on, husband!!"

Bai Xiaowei was even more exaggerated. She put the cheering board on her head and danced while shouting "Husband!", and the ends of her hair were shaking.

The bodyguards around Zhao Lanshan still had serious expressions on their faces, but she herself had long lost the composure of a gangster's daughter. The corners of her mouth were raised high, and her voice when she called "husband" was filled with unconcealable joy.

Even Gu Keqing, who was just battling with Guan Tingmei, was now excitedly waving the cheering board in his hand, looking at Lin Lang's figure on the boxing ring from a distance, shouting louder than anyone else.

Guan Tingmei, standing by, was no slouch either. She waved Lin Lang's cheering sign in her hand, staring at the domineering Lin Lang as he made his entrance, and repeatedly shouted, "Come on, husband! My husband will win!"

Lin Lang's girlfriends mingled among the female fans, calling their husbands "husbands" enthusiastically. No one could tell who was the enthusiastic fan and who was Lin Lang's concubine.

Anyway, they all held up Lin Lang's support signs, shouted the same name, and were almost as excited, so it was really hard to tell which one was the real wife.

Li Meng, who was listless just now, now has her eyes wide open and joins the female fans at the scene in cheering and calling Lin Lang "husband".

Su Wanxing was a little surprised that Lin Lang had so many female fans and they were so crazy. She finally witnessed the true charm of the Shanghai King Lin Lang and understood why her scumbag husband's pen name was the Dream of Nine Hundred Million Girls.

Tang Yan and Tong Lei, two best friends, were so excited to see Lin Lang appear. They both stood up and waved Lin Lang's cheering boards, competing to see who could call "husband" louder.

Ma Xiaofei was also very excited. She kept pressing the shutter of her camera and took many photos of Lin Lang's domineering appearance.

Seeing her best friend Jin Yuna, the boss lady of Jushu Group, waving a cheering sign like a little fan girl and excitedly calling Lin Lang "husband" at the top of her voice, Zhuang Jingxue was no longer reserved.

Because this was the first time that Zhuang Jingxue had the opportunity to openly call Lin Lang "husband" in public.

So, Zhuang Jingxue threw all her identities and concerns behind her, stood up and waved the cheering board in her hand, and together with her best friend Jin Yuna, she cheered and screamed excitedly, calling Lin Lang "husband" at the top of her lungs.

Liu Rusi saw Zhuang Jingxue pretending to be a female fan and screaming "husband" at Lin Lang from afar. She was shocked and thought to herself, "No way! How could Lin Lang have such an unruly master's wife? I'm so fucking convinced..."

The gymnasium, which had been extremely depressing just a moment ago, was now filled with only boiling blood and unstoppable joy.

Lin Lang stood in the center of the boxing ring, slowly raised his head, glanced at the audience, and a nonchalant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With this smile, the screams from the audience directly broke through the dome of the stadium.

It seemed that the wait of everyone in the stadium that night had the most exciting answer at this moment.